Amid the webs and dusty bins
A quiet, little spider spins
A message,
And they come to share,
Ghoulish scribes from everywhere,
A celebratory birthday fair
For every word that’s ever been
called forthย in ethereal air.
Words, like webs,
In space do spin
And settle on hearts like dust on bins.

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Wow! Thanks! I am pretty new to this, so I don’t know much about it. I will check it out. I’m honored, and I’m really glad you enjoy the writing.
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I do. I think we’re like minded.
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I love this! It’s super cute!
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Thanks! I’m glad you liked it.
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This is really, really good, but even better it is really, really fun to read!
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Thank you!
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That’s nice!
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Thanks ๐
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This poem is very cute. Made me smile.
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Thank you.
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A lovely poem. I enjoyed it a lot. ๐
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Thanks. ๐
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